Although this feeling stung, sending jolts through my body, the elation made me feel… alive. Like something extrodinary has just been discovered. The void around me felt so distant, I felt like I could escape. What has trapped me my whole life does have an end. I know that now. I can feel it now.

Here it is, this door in front of me, I can feel it pressed up against me. There must be a way by. I pushed against its hard surface, the feeling of my fingers changed from a twinge to a horrible pain. The fingers I have just begun to know once again ceased to exist.

It was as if they had disappeared. First the pain was climbing from the tips, a nibbling climbing up through my fingers painfully eating them away.

Then they were gone.

I reached to brush my finger tips along the face of the door but I felt nothing. Neither the injection of cold or the twinge of a texture was meeting my finger tips. I pushed my hand forward but I could not.

Was it possible that even though I could not feel it, it was still there?